One Heck of a Finale

I’m writing this from the airport shuttle. It’s early, the driver made me throw my coffee away before I had a chance to drink it, and I’m pretty sure I stepped in sidewalk pee this morning, but I’m grinning.

I’m grinning because I pitched to eight agents yesterday, and all but one of them said they want to read my book. Now, reading my book is in no way a guarantee they’ll love it and want to sign me, but man it’s a good start. It’s the whole reason I came to New York! Well, that and the pizza.

All vacations must eventually end, and mine ends today. I can say with perfect honesty that I made the absolute best of this trip, both fun-wise and work-wise.

Lucky for me, I have a friend in New York who is a good sport and shows me all the touristy stuff whenever I come out here. He makes sure I don’t get lost on the subway and get to see cool things.

Last night, we celebrated seven solid yeses by strolling Littles Italy and China. He joked that Little Italy should be called Tiny Italy at this point, and he’s not wrong. It’s a single block! Very cool nonetheless.

We ate dinner at a meatball restaurant, where we indicated our menu selections by doodling on laminated menus with dry erase markers. It was a schtick that really worked for me, plus the meatballs were super tasty.

Oh! And I tried an Old Fashioned. It’s terrific. Try one.

As for what’s next, home and then emailing my book to the kind agents and hoping they say yes. If I turn purple it’s because I’m holding my breath, stay tuned!